The meat of the matter. The intrinisic me.
I’m experiencing a middle-aged dilemma. I admit it. After spending my entire working life life up to this point as a secretary/administrative assistant, the big question is, What next? Or rather, what in addition to?
I’ve been looking on-line for courses to take, but it’s hard to know what I should focus on as I have such diverse interests. . . and I’m middle aged. Tick tock, tick tock, can’t look back, can’t look back.
I would love to compose music, write plays and musicals. I paint, draw, play the piano, write, cook, and avoid housework at all costs.
I’ve got a billion ideas floating around in my noggin like dandelion seeds flitting about looking for a place to settle.
Is this what they call a mid-life crisis . . . does that mean I can go out and buy a convertible and a tune up on my body? O right, it’s terrible to have a mid-life crisis with no money to pay for it.
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